The beggar wanted to resist, but suddenly felt very comfortable. The feeling of being held by this kid was like bathing in the winter sun, warm.

The beggar has already lost the rationality of a normal person, so when he feels very comfortable, he no longer resists. Anyway, the steamed buns have been eaten, and he is not worried about being stolen.

Of course, even if the beggar wants to resist, with his internal strength that is now scattered and unable to condense, Lin Xiaowen can eat him tightly, and resist can only declare the protest invalid.

Following Lin Xiaowen's chaotic true energy, he slowly penetrated along the beggar's tendons and veins.

After a moment, Lin Xiaowen let go of his hand, sighed, and said, "You guy, the level of the internal skills you have practiced is definitely not low. It is really not easy to survive tenaciously like Xiaoqiang with his scattered internal skills!"

"But it's your luck to meet me. I'll save you!"

Lin Xiaowen let out a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know what this beggar did before, it was certain that this guy was once an extraordinary master. Although he could not reach the level of the top ten masters in the world, and was even a few points weaker than himself, he was a martial arts talent after all.

First save someone, if you do evil, then fight with him fairly, defeat him, and then destroy his martial arts.

When Lin Xiaowen is doing things, he feels right.

Seeing that Lin Xiaowen did not hurt him much and was in a stable mood, the beggar just stared at Lin Xiaowen blankly.

Lin Xiaowen did not carry a silver needle on his body. He kept it at home when he was sleeping with Yating last night. Unexpectedly, he would use his hands to carry silver needles today.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaowen had no energy to use the silver needle. So far, he popped up his little finger, and the chaotic true qi was converted into Xuanbing true qi, and the true qi was released. According to Lin Xiaowen's mind, this was very slender and the ice needle condensed from innocent qi.

Seeing a needle coming out of Lin Xiaowen's finger, the beggar was so scared that he screamed, and he got up and was about to run away.

Lin Xiaowen made a move like lightning, and did not use the "acupuncture hand", but he pointed it on several acupoints on the beggar's body. Even if the true energy blocked it, the beggar could not run away, so he could only sit on the ground obediently.

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."

The beggar didn't understand why he couldn't move. Looking at the silver needle in Lin Xiaowen's hand, he was scared, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Lin Xiaowen smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't harm you."

However, Lin Xiaowen immediately smiled bitterly and said, "What are I saying to a madman? If he can understand, he won't have to save him."

Next, no matter how frightened the beggar's eyes were, the ice needle condensed into the beggar's acupoints were naturally used. Although this was contrary to the skill passed down by the Lin family by no means to use the secret skills of the Lin family, in order to save people, Lin Xiaowen could only make an exception. Besides, the act of saving a life is not for his own selfish desires, and it is not considered a violation of the rules of the Lin family.

But what Lin Xiaowen couldn't understand is that the thousands of years of inheritance of the Lin family were based on chivalrous principles, but why did the Lin family ancestor treat his descendants like that?

If Lin Xiaowen hadn't had enough ability, he really wanted to teach the ancestor a lesson and beat him to death. It would be fine if he had finished it all.

Under Lin Xiaowen's treatment, the blood stasis in the beggar's mind melted little by little, and the broken meridians in his body were also repaired to a certain extent.

This also consumed a lot of energy for Lin Xiaowen. The most difficult thing to treat is the trauma of being possessed by the disease, especially the level of being possessed by the disease.

When Lin Xiaowen finished the last injection, he was already sweating and a little gasping, and he was even more tired than fighting a master for a day.

"I'm trying so hard to save you. I hope you, no one is a heinous bastard, otherwise I have to spend a lot of effort to deal with you. Alas, this is what Buddhism says, "Karma, the kind of cause you sow, you will get what kind of fruit you will get!"

A relaxed smile passed through Lin Xiaowen's tired face.

Next, we waited for the blood in the beggar's head to slowly melt away until the beggar's mind recovered. Lin Xiaowen would not leave. He would naturally have to save the people to the end. He would send the Buddha to the west.

After Lin Xiaowen applied the needle, the beggar began to be in a state of confusion.

Time passed little by little. After about two hours, the beggar's eyes finally opened slowly. As the beggar's eyes opened, Lin Xiaowen saw that the moment the beggar opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed quickly, and it was no longer the hazy and unsightly feeling.

The beggar saw Lin Xiaowen about to take action, but Lin Xiaowen smiled and said, "Although you have recovered your rationality, your meridians have not been repaired yet. You'd better not force yourself to use your true energy, otherwise you will explode and die."

Well……

The beggar was stunned when he heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although he was a lunatic before, the memory was preserved.

So the beggar quickly remembered what Lin Xiaowen did before. He was not clear about his mind before, so he naturally didn't know what Lin Xiaowen was going to do, but now his mind has recovered, so he naturally knew what Lin Xiaowen was going to do just now.

At the same time, I was secretly shocked. This kid was actually a master. He was able to condense qi into ice. This was already the category of a top master.

But I didn't expect that such a master would be so young.

"Thank you for helping me."

The beggar spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You're welcome." Lin Xiaowen said with a smile: "Your body meridians need to be slowly nourished. Perhaps you can restore a layer of skill within ten years, but even if you cannot restore your martial arts in the end, at least you won't become a soft man."

The so-called soft man means that he looks tall and big, but he has no strength and cannot use his strength.

The beggar's meridians have been destroyed, and they can't even get fifty kilograms of things. They don't have enough strength, so let alone the strong energy in martial arts.

If you force yourself, it will definitely be a tragedy.

"Well, thank you for your kindness. Can you tell me who you are? In today's world, there are still many martial arts masters I know, but this is the first time I have met someone as young and promising as you." The beggar said, "A person like you should not be unknown, why have I never heard of you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I hope that if you can restore your martial arts in the future and do not do anything that is harmful to the will of heaven, it will be worth saving you. If you did something that is angry with heaven and people, then my actions today will be wrong. I will atone for my mistakes. At that time, don't blame me for being ruthless to you."

Lin Xiaowen said frankly.

To put it bluntly, it is also a threat.

"Don't worry, I'm not a vicious person, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately." The beggar nodded, and he was still very grateful in his heart when facing Lin Xiaowen's benefactor.

"However, if my mentality changes in the future, it may not be true. If that's true, I won't blame you if you attack me."

The beggar immediately said.

Lin Xiaowen frowned and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"To thank you for your life-saving grace, I will give you this secret book."

As he said that, the beggar actually touched out a yellowed and thin notebook from his arms, and it looked like it was not of grade at all.

Lin Xiaowen saw that the book read: "Nine Yang Xuan Gong".

"But what I want to say is that although this Nine Yang Xuan Art is profound and unfathomable, it is a residual book. I practiced the Nine Yang Fantasy and accidentally broke my energy and became possessed by the Nine Yang Xuan Art. Thanks to this Nine Yang Xuan Art, I saved my life after becoming possessed by the Nine Yang Xuan Art. If you don't dislike it, you can use it to ponder it. I have memorized the above content for a long time, and it's nothing to give it to you."

As he said that, the beggar handed the yellowed notebook to Lin Xiaowen.

Lin Xiaowen hesitated for a moment and took it over.

"By the way, I would like to remind you that you should not practice some of the martial arts recorded above. I have practiced for a few years and have achieved nothing. It is a waste of time. I feel that my cultivation method has been deliberately modified." The beggar said immediately.

"Thank you!" Lin Xiaowen nodded.

"You don't have to thank me, just treat it as a reward for saving me! From now on, we will not owe each other. If we fight against each other, we don't have to think about any friendship."

The beggar stood up staggeringly and walked towards the other side of the street.

Lin Xiaowen did not keep him. Could it be that he would take the beggar home for dinner?

Moreover, this guy was originally a martial arts master, and his mind was restored at this time, and he believed that he had his own way of life.

Every great man who can hang out in martial arts is definitely not an ordinary person. He can be forced to death by life and is absolutely not qualified to walk on this road.

So Lin Xiaowen was not worried that this beggar would not be able to survive. Unless he encountered his enemies and killed him, that would be another matter.
Chapter completed!